Public Enemy of the Continent Reborn

The time sequence flowed, when Leon, who had been violating the imperial capital for more than three years, settled down properly, and the duke's mansion, which had lost its mistress, returned to order, the last lingering heat of late summer dissipated, and the bleak autumn mood quietly permeated De La Chaer. The days that have left a lot in history, but are equally secretive, have arrived on time just like the past [-] years.

September thirteenth.

That was the anniversary of the death of His Excellency Adrian Clancy, the space demigod who used to be at the pinnacle of the mainland.

——At the same time, it is also Adrian Farion's birthday.

As a pseudo-four-year-old child whose core is thousands of years old, but whose body can't bear too much emotional ups and downs, let alone overwork, Adrian, although he is a legitimate son of the Duke's Mansion, has never spent a lot of time celebrating his birthday.Until his mother's death, he spent the first three birthdays with Irene - every year on that day, he would stop all the tutoring courses, open presents with his mother, eat cakes, and go to bed. Leaning next to each other on the soft cushions in the living room, drinking tea and reading a book in front of the warm fireplace, they spent the day leisurely and comfortably.

What is too bland or even uninteresting for an ordinary child is just right for an old soul who has to mourn his own lost life at the same time.So when the autumn was getting stronger and another September [-]th came, although Adrian couldn't bear to see his brother's disappointed expression, he still rejected the other party's proposal to go shopping and have a big meal after all, and spent time at home as usual. had a leisurely day.

In this regard, Leon, who has deeply experienced his younger brother's temperament in this month, feels a little pity, but he doesn't intend to force it—after all, it's his younger brother's birthday, and what he needs to do is to follow his brother's wishes as much as possible. Let the other party have a happy day, instead of imposing your own ideas on the other party... Especially Adrian was weak since he was a child. Although he had never seen his younger brother get sick, he dared not take that kind of risk Yes, I have no dissatisfaction.

So when he heard that his brother wanted to stay at home for his birthday, this changed the understanding of the word "doting" in the Duke's mansion in just one month. He hugged his younger brother in his arms and abducted him to go to school together──the young man just took advantage of the fire and robbed him a little. After promising to have the same bath with his younger brother seven times, he never complained. With amazed eyes, I personally made a cake for my brother, and accompanied my brother to read the mainland chronicle for a long time, and told my brother many anecdotes and anecdotes that are familiar to the mainland in the past two or three hundred years... such a day passed, It wasn't until he abducted his younger brother to take a bath together, and Leon, who was content to celebrate his younger brother's birthday, kissed Adrian's pink cheeks and hugged him back to the room to sleep together.

Faced with his elder brother's addictive excess physical contact and the almost habitual bed-sharing, Adrian was a little awkward at first, but now he is left with nothing but resignation and helplessness.

──Although I am a little embarrassed to admit it, staying by the side of the only relative he recognizes now, being cared for by the blond boy and carefully hugged in his arms, can really make him calm down and fall asleep quickly... His powerful soul has never really cut off the perception of the outside world, but by Leon's side, it is indeed more relaxed, comfortable and joyful than anywhere and at any time.

But this comfort, which has lasted for more than a month and gradually made him accustomed to it, has ushered in something strange today.

In the bedroom shrouded in the thin orange light of the night light, and in the soft big bed with the dark green silk curtain hanging down, two bright golden heads, one big and one small, slept next to each other. The little head on the side was breathing lightly, and after a while, with a bit of confusion and annoyance, opened those golden eyes with the same color as the hair.

──Can't sleep.

He obviously spent a lot of energy during the day, and he did feel a little drowsy before going to bed, but for some reason, he woke up suddenly after just taking a nap... An indescribable sense of restlessness filled his heart, which caused him to toss and turn several times , but how could not fall asleep again.

Even... the more he lay down, the clearer his head became and his thoughts became more active.

That kind of feeling, as if some premonition in the depths of the soul was flicking and stirring the heartstrings. After counting his brother to no avail, Adrian finally had to face up to this abnormality, opened his eyes resignedly and gave up sleep.

He has personally touched the origin of the world, realized the laws and truths that make up everything, and has already passed the stage of observing the outside world only by relying on physical senses. Naturally, it is impossible to ignore this strangeness that originates from the depths of the soul... Although I don't know what this restlessness, which is different from the sense of crisis, means, but since I have noticed it, there is no reason to ignore it.So after looking at his elder brother who was still sleeping soundly, Adrian silently cast a little magic to calm the mind and sleep peacefully, then jumped out of bed lightly, put on a small cloak and slipped out of the room.

──As if it was a response, or some kind of traction, as he left the room, the restlessness in his heart became more and more vivid...Knowing what this meant, Adrian frowned slightly, but he did not stop after all , but to let go of the thoughts temporarily, follow this premonition and follow the intuition to walk all the way in the duke's mansion at night, until I left the main building and came to the place that was not deserted due to regular cleaning and maintenance, but still exudes a sense of desolation and solitude Feel the East Wing.

Seeing the decoration that almost still maintains the style of 400 years ago, even though this is not the first time Adrian revisited the old place after his rebirth, his mood still inevitably caused some waves.

"Master, let's live here from now on!"The decoration colors of the East Wing are arranged according to Master's preferences, you will definitely like it! 』

"From now on, this Clancy Duke's mansion is the same as the Master's Tower, and it is also the master's home.Master can come and live whenever he wants.Of course, I will go back to the Mage Tower from time to time! 』

The promise made hundreds of years ago—although it was only a few years ago to him—is still in his ears. Comparing the ending after that with the current situation, there is only bitterness, sorrow... sarcasm.

In the previous life, Adrian Clancy died here, with no bones left; in this life, Adrian Farien was born and grew up here. Due to factors, it is difficult to have the opportunity to travel far. In the eyes of others, it can be said that it is almost locked here. It is not so much a home as a gorgeous cage... Although he knows his own affairs, Adrian is very clear about himself. All the restrictions on the body are only temporary, and they will no longer exist after he is sanctified. However, when he revisits the old place and it is such a special day, he still cannot help being touched by the memories.

Looking at the lights reflected in the large floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the corridor and coming from the direction of the main building, he felt as if he had drifted back to that day four hundred and four years ago, and finally he couldn't help but walk again. Walking forward, following the image in memory, I came to the room at the end of the corridor.

──Compared to most of the outside decorations that have maintained the old style, this room that was once a murder scene is terribly empty. Except for the dark green velvet curtains next to the floor-to-ceiling windows and a few cabinets fixed to the wall, there is nothing else in the room The furniture, not to mention the sofas and carpets that were mostly soaked with his blood... Recalling the pain that tore through the heart and lungs that day, and the determination to self-destruct after discovering the "friend"'s conspiracy, the child's golden eyes Almost shrouded in a dead void, the lost blood-colored lips trembled slightly. Even if they just stood there quietly, they seemed to have fallen into the abyss of ignorance called despair, letting the past memories It erodes the body and mind bit by bit, devouring the warmth and joy that was only absorbed by the elder brother not long ago...

Until a familiar spatial fluctuation suddenly touched his perception.

Sensing a change that was approaching where he was, the golden eyes of the alert child froze for a moment, but before he could react, a pitch-black crack opened in front of him.The next moment, a figure so gloomy as if it was about to melt into the night, exuding a certain bloody aura and coercion, stepped out of it, and was reflected in the young boy's slightly constricted golden eyes.

——The moment he felt the familiar soul fluctuation, Adrian froze completely.

It was a figure as black as ink, as if it wanted to swallow up all the light.A head of long hair that drags the ground is as straight as a waterfall; a pair of deep eyes are as deep as a deep pool, and lined with a plain black robe that faintly outlines a tall and straight figure. The only thing that can be called "color" around this person is The extremely handsome but slightly pale face, as well as the lips with only a little blood on it.

——That was the figure that he was very familiar with Nostalgia, but now it was so unfamiliar that he could hardly recognize it by its appearance.

It's not just the mature look on his face that has been etched by the years... In the countless frames of memories that kept replaying in his mind, except for the last night, the appearance of the other party was always full of vigor and high spirits.But at this moment, even though the silhouette of the man in front of him can be seen everywhere in the shadows of the youth of the past, his brows flying like blades are deeply frowned, his black eyes are shrouded in gloom, and his lips with only a touch of blood are tight. , as if he was falling into some kind of deep pain, which made Adrian's heart tighten as he watched, almost involuntarily recalling what he saw in that mysterious and strange realm before his rebirth, and who had brought him to life for a long time. A scene pulled back from the road leading to the "Throne".

"Master..."

The person in front of him was straight, tall, and majestic. From the appearance alone, he could not see a trace of despair and decadence, but Adrian felt that everything in front of him was just an appearance, but in fact, the child was like him in the long river. What I "see", the feeling of weeping blood and crying... When I think of Serel, who I will hold in the palm of my hand until I die, I feel so uncomfortable, even though my heart is still mixed, it has already been carved into my bones Li Cheng's instinctive reluctance to part with it was still soaring in an instant, making him even forget the 400-year barrier and the change of each other's identities for a moment, stepping forward and wanting to comfort the child who has always been on the top of his heart— —

But what they got in exchange for this step was not a touching reunion, but a huge coercion that suddenly hit the soul, and an enchantment that instantly enveloped and bound the child's young body.The obvious vigilance and hostility made Adrian, who had been immersed in his previous roles, feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave for a while; bursts of bitterness and pain also penetrated into his heart while waking up.

——Obviously he has decided to bid farewell to the past, and he has made up his mind to guard him silently and never recognize each other, but he doesn't want just this unexpected reunion to completely destroy his determination...even if he has been hurt and hurt However, even paying his life and leaving no bones as the price of his mistakes, such pain and lessons are still no match for the instinctive feelings and habits that have already been carved into his bones.

Fortunately, Serel's hostility woke him up.

"fortunately".

Everything is only in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Adrian had already suppressed his soul's resistance to external pressure, and at the same time relaxed the control of his emotions, allowing the pain in his heart, which was as vivid as yesterday and even more intense because of seeing another party, to wantonly Invasion, spread... The breathing suddenly became extremely rapid, and the heartbeat also accelerated and stalled out of order.The severe chest pain that he had controlled as soon as there was a sign in the past came along with the suffocation caused by the emotional ups and downs, which made the child's forehead beaded with sweat, and his delicate face turned pale in an instant, but It's the appearance of being frightened out of your wits by the "uninvited guest" at home and the terrifying coercion without acting, even shaking your body, blurring your vision, and about to collapse from a heart attack in a blink of an eye——

——But before that small body fell to the ground, it was hugged by a pair of firm, powerful but slightly cold arms.

"Child……?"

Accompanied by a mental wave with obvious comforting meaning, a deep and mellow voice with a hint of suspicion rang in his ears.The overly intimate physical contact made Adrian inevitably recall countless pasts while controlling his own reactions, but he smelled the cold breath and the faint smell of blood that were completely different from the freshness in his memory, and felt the relative With his too broad and powerful body and arms, he suddenly realized what the 400-year period that was just a snap of his fingers to him...what it meant to the "child" in front of him.

That means 400 years of self-blame, 400 years of regret, 400 years of mourning...and 400 years of hatred.

——His death... completely reversed the trajectory of Serrell's life, making the formerly radiant and ambitious young man more intimidating than poppies in front of him, but also seemed to be overwhelmed by all the light, joy and goodness in the world the rejected man.

Realizing this, the pain and reluctance in his heart once again made the child have the urge to tell everything to the person in front of him, but he was thinking about that night 400 years ago, when Serel once After reading every word and sentence, and the filthy thoughts in my heart that have not been exhausted, I gave up that extremely ridiculous idea.

The soul that has gone through countless vicissitudes of life has turned back and forth, but when it is placed on that young body, there is only a seemingly uneasy silence... I thought it was my appearance and the coercion I released just now that shocked the young child in my arms , the black-haired man—Serrell frowned, but he didn't let it go, but forced himself to ease the expression on his face and the breath around him, and then opened his lips lightly, and said lightly:

"Sorry to scare you... Are you a child of this family?"

Adrian's throat tightened, and he nodded slightly without making a sound.

Thinking that he was too frightened to speak, Serrell's dark eyes sank, and he knew something about his "bad name" on the mainland, and gently stroked his finger that was as perfect as jade but without a trace of warmth. The child wanted to cast a spell to erase the memory of the other party, but when his fingertips slid across the corners of the child's eyes and his eyes met those golden eyes, he suddenly restrained the mental power he had already used.

Because of those eyes.

Those pair... didn't have the slightest cowardice to dodge, they just stared at him with incomparable concentration.

Looking at the figure reflected in the bright golden pupils, who is insulated from the word "brightness", and the child's innocent and delicate face, Serel felt the tender skin under his fingers stinging hot , but inexplicably reluctant to move away, he couldn't help but smiled slightly, forcing himself to further soften his tone, half to appease and half to explain:

"Don't be afraid, I... Uncle won't hurt you. Uncle has lived here before. This place has a deep meaning to Uncle, so I would come back privately to visit at this time in previous years."

"...but I haven't seen you before..."

Knowing the hidden meaning of the other party's "this time in the past" and "come back to see in private", Adrian's heart trembled, and a familiar pain in his chest spread densely, but what he blurted out somehow became something very different from comfort. Questioning—even with a hidden sense of resentment—fortunately, he is currently trapped in the shell of a four-year-old child, even if he subconsciously leaked some of the resentment accumulated in his heart, he expressed it with a soft and sweet voice. It's just a child's naive and cute confusion in the ears of others, and there is nothing abnormal about it.

──Even Serrell, who is usually very suspicious, is no exception.

Originally, with his experience and vigilance born out of countless betrayals and bloody battles, it was absolutely impossible for him to let his guard down so easily.Just looking at the blond boy with pure breath and exquisite eyebrows and eyes in his arms, Serrell not only couldn't raise the slightest defense, but also had an indescribable sense of intimacy, which made him hug him first before he fell down He stopped, and after hearing the question of the soft and tender child's voice, his heart softened inexplicably, and he subconsciously explained:

"Uncle was not feeling well before, and he retreated for a while to recuperate..."

"Now? Are you all right?"

"Well...it's okay, you don't have to worry."

Seeing that little face was stained with worry just because of his own words, and the golden eyes that covered his figure were also full of anxiety, Serrell felt his chest swelled up instantly, and the lingering expression remained in his expression. The coldness melted away, replaced by the softness that had disappeared for hundreds of years on that handsome face... He rubbed the soft and silky skin of the young child in his arms affectionately. The blond hair pinched that soft little face again, and after seeing the young boy's eyes that were stunned by his actions and then widened in astonishment, he couldn't help laughing in a muffled voice.

"You weren't even born the last time Uncle came... let me guess, you're four years old?"

"……Um."

Relieved by the man under strong self-repression, but the gentle smile caused some out-of-order heartbeats, Adrian responded in a low voice, but his cheeks were unconsciously bulging slightly due to the weird perversion and annoyance of being treated as a child by the apprentice Remarkable.

Although Serrell didn't know his mental activities, he still felt itchy for a while because of the cute appearance of the child's puffy face. He couldn't help rubbing his soft and smooth cheeks with his palm a few times before he remembered something. His lips opened and asked again:

"Can you tell Uncle what your name is?"

"... Adrian."

Knowing that deliberate concealment would only lead to Serrell's unnecessary suspicion, even though the bitterness in his heart was getting worse, the elder in the child's shell still opened his pink lips slightly, whispering the name that had run through his two lifetimes .

Hearing the very familiar name, but it became taboo after that incident, Serrell changed color almost instantly, the coercion that had been restrained was released suddenly, and the arms around the child also tightened. Rubbing the emotions of regret, self-blame, and contrition surging in his chest, not only did his breathing suddenly become heavy, but even his eyes were a little bloodshot—but he had been in pain for too long, too long, so painful that even his heart The blood flowed profusely, and the condensation on the face was still as usual.So this kind of loss of control was only in the blink of an eye. In just a moment, he had forced himself to suppress the emotional expression, and then he was half annoyed and half reluctant when he noticed the pale face of the child in his arms. He released a recovery technique and a detection technique, and said apologetically at the same time:

"I'm sorry, I hurt you... because your name is the same as that of a very important elder of my uncle, and my uncle lost control of his emotions for a while, that's why... you have a very good name, you must cherish it, you know?"

Adrian nodded silently, hiding the self-mockery and mixed feelings in his heart. He couldn't tell whether he felt more ironic or more relieved when he heard the word "important".

It's just that such entangled emotions, it is impossible for the apprentice beside him to notice the slightest clue-in fact, because of the unexpected results of the detection technique released casually, the latter also has no energy to pay attention to it now.The poor physical condition of the child with the same name as the master in his arms made Serrell, who already had a good impression of him, frowned again, but because he couldn't think of a solution for a while, he just drew a Taoist talisman in the air Wen, then sighed and touched the back of the child's head with pity.

"Ah...Adrian, promise uncle, about meeting tonight...don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Hmm... is this a secret between us?"

"Yes, it's a secret... If you don't hate Uncle, you can come here to see me at this time every year from now on. Whether you want to talk to someone or encounter any difficulties, Uncle will help you as much as possible solve……"

As he said that, he paused for a moment, a bit of struggle emerged in his black eyes, but he finally opened his lips shallowly driven by some inexplicable premonition, and said in a low voice:

"Remember, this is a secret between you and me──My name is Serrell, Serrell Clancy, Lord of Pei Du, the only descendant of space demigod Adrian Clancy."

After saying that, after raising his eyes to look at this unforgettable room, Serrell loosened his arms holding the child's small body and then withdrew abruptly, a dark space gap opened behind him; the next moment, accompanied by Blunting a deep "goodbye", he has already stepped into the space rift, leaving this place that was too painful for him but also unforgettable.

Only the blond "child" who was left with mixed emotions because of what the other party said, but who couldn't and had no one to confide in.

Looking at the space cracks that disappeared into the void little by little, recalling the last time he was at the same place and at this time, Adrian's eyes were slightly wet, but after all he forced himself to bear it, and in the nostalgic light After sniffing the icy breath left on his clothes, he didn't turn around and took a step forward, and quietly returned to his room in the main building along the way.

──In the huge bedroom and the spacious four-poster bed, the blond boy who occupied the magpie's nest still slept soundly, and there was still a small gap between his arms, as if he was waiting for the return of his beloved brother...Look Seeing this, although the whole body was still filled with Serrell's cold and intoxicating aura, Adrian couldn't help but hooked the corners of his lips, took off his cloak and put it away, carefully climbed back to the bed, and rebuilt his petite body. "Plug" returned to his brother's arms.

night, deep.

Pei Du, the Lost City in the Southeast of the United Kingdom of France

The city of sin, the place of the lost, the land forsaken by the gods, the paradise of the rebels.

Although it has many different nicknames, since Serrell Clancy, who has become a legendary master about 300 years ago, subdued all the forces in the city with bloody means and settled here, the city To the outside world, there is only one name left——The Lost City, Pei Du.

In the eyes of the vast majority of people on the mainland, Pei Du is like "Serrell Clancy", a taboo that cannot be mentioned, a place where all kinds of evil gather and hide all kinds of filth—whether it is evil or evil. Extreme criminals, or people who are driven to the end of life, as long as they get the approval of the Lord Pei Du, they can settle here and get the protection of this legendary powerhouse.

Therefore, even though the word "Pedu" in the ancient Nutel continental language represents loss, for many people who wander in the gray area or even struggle in the dark, this word represents the hopeless situation. last ray of hope.

──Only those who have been able to enter Pei Du's core know that the meaning of the existence of this city is not the hope that people think, but the trial in the name of shelter and asylum.

This can be seen from the name of the high tower made of white crystal rock located in the center of Pei Du's main city.

The tower is named "Judgment", and it looks like a sharp sword, pointing straight to the sky, and it is the center of power of the entire Pei Du.The lower level is the daily office of the consuls, and the ruling hall adjacent to the sky square in the middle level is the place where the Lord Pei Du listened to the former's report and issued government orders.Ordinary people often associate this city with countless criminals with words such as "disorder", "chaos", and "dangerous"; but in fact, if you compare several cities on the mainland, Pei Du's law and order is not the same. First, it must be among the top three.

In fact, as long as one can strictly abide by Pei Du's twelve precepts, living in this city can even be said to be very comfortable and comfortable.

Because of the intimidating power of the legendary masters, and because most of the people who can live here have experienced complete despair──Of course, the outstanding management methods of the five consuls are also indispensable.

Among them, Keliye Kule, who is in charge of the qualification review for entering the city, is the most famous.

This consul, who is good at interrogation and intelligence analysis, was born in Vatican. He was originally the coordinator of Vatican's intelligence agency in the Semuel Empire, but his identity was leaked due to political struggles. The dilemma with the enemy country to kill.If the former consul hadn't offered to lend a helping hand in order to find a successor, I'm afraid that Koliye would not even be able to escape from the Semuel Empire, and his life would be committed there.

And the facts have proved that the rescue is definitely worth the fare.

"My lord, in addition to the above list, there are two master-killers who have requested asylum."

In the evening, after finishing his daily duties, Corlier came to the ruling hall as usual, and reported the recent list of asylum and asylum applications that he had no right to decide to the Lord Pei Du, who had been in seclusion for a long time:

"Anlei Murdo, the third disciple of Ruthil, the sword sage of France, killed his master on the night of the wedding banquet because he was dissatisfied with his mentor marrying his daughter to the eldest disciple Werther; Rand Trafal, the killer, accidentally got Knowing that his teacher was the murderer who killed his family back then, he mistakenly stabbed his teacher to death during the confrontation."

"...Anley Murdo stays; Rand Trafal drives out."

"Yes."

Without questioning the master's decision on the two teacher-killers, Corlier lowered his head to record the judgment of the Lord Pei Du, and then bowed with crossed arms before his chest, and left the spacious, but somewhat empty room. Judgment Hall.

Hearing the clacking sound of leather boots stepping on the grained stone floor gradually drifting away, in the main hall, in the throne-shaped city lord's throne, Serrell supported his chin with one arm on the armrest, and his long black hair was scattered like a waterfall , the handsome and impeccable face was a bit cold like stone carvings, only a pair of dark eyes that were reading the official document were shining with a little unpredictable brilliance.

──He has lost count of how many times he has made such a judgment.

Many years ago—especially during the period when he had just established the order of Governor Pei and laid down various laws—this kind of judgment has aroused more than one question and controversy among the consuls under him.It's just that with the passage of time, when the like-minded companions in the diary died one by one, his status gradually became unattainable, and those doubts and debates gradually faded away, leaving only the absolute with one word, and the high Unbearable loneliness.

He has no intention of using this chair as a throne; but maybe it is the shadow left by those betrayals, or maybe it is the inevitability caused by fate and the evil in his hands. There is no one who can really walk into his heart.

Even though he is recognized as the Lord of Pei Du, in Serrell's heart, the city he built by himself is not so much a home as a tool to manifest his will and ideas.

Just like the decision just now that must be incomprehensible in the eyes of many people-only a few people know that the most famous teacher-killer in the continent's history hates the most, but it is also those who committed the same crime as him.

So he took in the unforgivable Anleigh Murdo in the eyes of ordinary people, in order to lure more moths into the flames, in order to let those scum who are not worthy of living in the world take the initiative to come to Pei Du and get the punishment they deserve ... As for Rand Trafal and his like, he has no qualifications and does not intend to interfere. It depends on which direction fate will take the other party.

This is the truth of Pei Du's "last ray of survival" - a fragrant but absolutely deadly piranha for some people; a seemingly safe but large net for predation.

Although he knows better than anyone: no matter how much he can make up for it, he can't atone for the sins he committed.

Recalling the scene that I have not dared or forgotten for more than [-] years, a flash of pain flashed in Mo Mo's eyes, and his figure became frozen for a moment... Until a short while later, the familiar worry and regret eased, He just pulled out a document with no seal on the cover from the bottom of the official document, and flipped through it thoughtfully.

──It was a piece of information.

An intel about Adrian Farion from Vatican.

『Adrian Farien, Earl of Anlu, son of the Duke of Vatican Wall, Alfred Farien and Marquis Irene Collins, the first heir to the Duke of Farien, born in 10273 in the continental calendar On September 9, her mother died early, and she was not loved by her father because of her infirmity and poor qualifications.Rumor has it that Duke Farien intends to change his concubine Leon, who has extraordinary qualifications, as his successor, but it was temporarily shelved due to the obstruction of the Collins family... At present, Leon Farien has been recalled to the residence of Duke Farien, the imperial capital, will he develop? The dispute between the concubine and the concubine still needs further observation. 』

After all, he is only a child who has just turned four years old. There are only a few words about Adrian Farien, and the remaining few pages are the introduction to the Duke Farien of Vatican Wall, and the Farien family. The current situation in Vatican's political arena... Although Serrell is not interested in these, he still roughly flipped through the following content, and after confirming that there was nothing particularly worthy of attention, he returned his attention to the short page on the first page. on a few lines.

──Just looking at these descriptions, who could have imagined that the son of the duke, who was born with all kinds of restrictions, would be such a delicate and lovely boy with a pure temperament and no cowardice in his eyes?

If it wasn't for the accidental encounter that day that made him fall in love with this child with the same name as his master, the Faruien family that occupied his mansion would not even be able to catch his eyes—this new family relies on nothing more than a current The Juggernaut, who is approaching his "age limit", doesn't even have the ability to detect changes in space, so he can't be blamed for going to mourn his master's death every time he seems to be in a deserted place-naturally, it doesn't arouse his interest in exploring.

Until he met the child during his four-year visit.

That... a child who was born in the former Duke Clancy's mansion on the 400th anniversary of Master's death and has the same name as Master.

When he learned about these coincidences, Serrell had never thought about whether this was the reincarnation of his master.It's just that there is no theory of reincarnation in the Nutaier Continent, and his various attempts in the past few hundred years have already proved that the master's soul is no longer in this world, so naturally he quickly let go of this self-deceiving idea.

But his concern and curiosity for that child—Adrian, did not diminish in the slightest because of this.

Because of the various coincidences that seemed to be guided by fate, and also because of the pair of eyes that left a deep impression on him.

──The pair of... eyes that filled his figure, with no impurities leaking out of concern.

Serrell couldn't remember the last time he was watched and cared so innocently by someone.Even though he knew that everything was his own fault, and he knew that he was no longer qualified for happiness, but when he came into contact with such purity and warmth, he still unavoidably yearned for closeness and possession.

In retrospect, he seems to have been spinning around the same things all his life.

When he was four years old, he called out "Master" for the first time and obtained the family affection he longed for for many years for the first time, but after enjoying unconditional care and pampering for more than ten years, he became suspicious and separated just because of one look. Even more, because of self-righteous alienation, the enemy has the opportunity to take advantage of the gap...

But even if he was heartbroken by his words, even if he paid the price with his life, the only thing Master cared about before he died was his safety.

If Master hadn't sent him away in advance and even transferred the ownership of the Master Tower to him, he would never have survived unharmed until now──Recalling the suspicions and precautions he once had, every time he thinks about this, Selei Er felt more and more distressed.

──Who is really dirty?

Except for his eyes and the torment in his heart, the master who tried his best to hide his feelings did not even take any action beyond the division between master and apprentice, but he was so stupid and pathetic. He can't keep his original innocence after death... He hates his own stupidity, hates his helplessness, hates that he can only try to make up for it by punishing others, but until today he has not been able to truly avenge his master.

So even if he saw a glimmer of light in the child's eyes that he thought had left him forever, he was not qualified to touch it or pursue it.

Realizing this, accompanied by an unpleasant feeling of stagnation in his chest, a subtle and imperceptible astringency flashed across Serrell's handsome and condensed face, and he thought as he slid across the paper with his fingertips that could not see a trace of blemish. Destroy the information in my palm and no longer pay attention, but I see "Mother